The Tourist

Текст песни Sophie Hunger - The Tourist

Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me
But I see whatever
You are moving
Can't you put up a ladder?
Can't you free me?
I'm on top of a cedar
Waving, screaming
Born on top of whatever
You can't see me
But I feel the shiver
When you are moving
Can't you put up a ladder?
Can't you meet me?
I'm not holding a treasure
I'm waving, screaming
Can I wear your gloves
When my hands are breaking off?
Can I wear your gloves
And then calm me down?
Go
Born on top of a cedar
Watching my breathing
It's been almost forever
Since I've been feeling
I can't touch you however
I can't lean out
Stuck on top of a cedar
That I have brought up